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When you said you couldn't see the stars
I thought
Liar
You must see them all for me
Describe the undescribable for someone who lives in darkness
But you looked and looked and never saw anything but a few pieces of sky
Broken on the side walk
Didn't pick them up
Never tried to fix it
You stared and let them turn to sand under the burning sun
You let me down
I saw the scars on your face
The same as the ones on my heart
So obvious people struggle to ignore it
One on the side of your hairline
The other only revealed when you smiled
Broken hearts and broken skin
The only thing left is
Scar tissue
Tender to the touch, phantom limb and dreadful nightmare
You never bothered to hide them out of sight
Neither did I
I guess we bonded
Over scar tissue.
He is not the cause of my pain
I am the artisan of my suffering
However
He is the love dealer who gave me
The needles I use to puncture my skin
If only you didn't let me bleed
Would you tear my flesh apart
Or would you
Fix me
With little bandages on my punctured soul?
You, the graceful river
I, unable to grasp you
But she is the bed in which you flow
I am only a temporary visitor,
Though you made me feel like I could breathe
Underwater.
You paint the truths
With colors of lies
Tear at my soul and look inside
The emptiness won't bring you down
The galaxy my heart lives in
****** into a black hole
When despair takes a hold and I
Crumble.
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